Tengyu Mountain is a very inconspicuous mountain, which is only a hundred feet high and only a radius of five miles.

But few people dare to climb up this mountain, and they even dared not to walk to the side, and they were afraid to talk.

Because there is a group of people on this mountain, which is wrong, and maybe it cannot be called human beings. They are a group of evil practitioners who have completely lost their minds!

Evil cultivators plunder other people's flesh and blood and souls and practice as resources. Although they are very fast, they also lay huge hidden dangers, and their bodies and spirits are easily affected. Some evil cultivators are less affected due to their skills or other reasons, while others have a great impact and eventually become things that are neither human nor ghost.

This is like this, and they are all like this evil cultivator. They gather together and feed on humans or beasts, becoming completely monsters.

And today, a man walked up to Tengyu Mountain alone with a strange sword.

"Someone has gone to Tengyushan!"

"I heard that he is a cultivator in the foundation-building realm, he is simply looking for death!"

"I've seen him, and he looks very proud. I guess he's from a major sect who wants to eliminate demons and guards, but he doesn't know that the group of people on Tengyu Mountain are all monsters!"

"At least dozens of cultivators died on it, and there were even cultivators in the Condensation Realm. They really don't know how to live or die."

Those who go up the mountain naturally cannot hear these words, and even if they hear them, they will not pay attention to them.

"die!"

With one sword, it was like a rainbow piercing the sun. Before the two evil cultivators in front of them could react, they were cut into two pieces.

Li Aojian put away Miao Jian, which looked like a sword, and blew away the black blood from the sword with a cold face, "Dirty blood. Don't taint my sword."

Bang!

Miao Jian suddenly stabbed downwards with a scream. A blood fountain suddenly surged out of the ground.

"So what if I hide underground? I can still see you with my sword."

Li Aojian raised his chest and raised his eyebrows, and continued to walk up the mountain, with his steps firm and calm.

...

On the Qinghe Peak, the ruins and tiles have been replaced with new appearances and are in a mess.

"Master, today's elixir has been refined."

Lu Qi walked out of the elixir room and saluted Miao Xiu in the yard. Two bottles of elixir were neatly placed on his hands, ◎◎◎◎, m.♂.c→om, which was the result of his five hours.

Miao Xiu looked at her head, "You can go and practice swordsmanship."

"Okay, Master."

Lu Qi showed a happier look on his face and ran quickly down the mountain.

Miao Xiu sighed slightly, "Master forced you to learn alchemy, but it was a last resort. There is no one on Qinghe Peak right now."

In that dispute, Qinghe Peak was the most damaged, and Elder Jin fell. Most of the disciples died, and half of the mountain peaks were also broken. The Heyin Sect is famous for its "Sword Bone and Dan Heart", but now the alchemy cultivator has withered and his heart is no longer stable.

Lu Qi loves sword cultivation, but he has excellent talent for alchemy, but now he is forced by Miao Xiu to refine alchemy and rarely has time to practice sword cultivation. Miao Xiu is also helpless about this.

Lu Qi quickly walked down the mountain, his steps were steady, and he thought to himself, "Master, I won't blame you. Whether it's alchemy or sword practice, I will not give it up, and I will do my best!"

He understood what he wanted, and understood what the sect wanted, and tried his best to take into account it. It was not easy to be so mature at this age, and I believe he would do something in the future.

...

The stream of light is like a belt, the mirage is like a illusion, and pleasant music comes from time to time between the gorgeous pavilions.

"Elder Yue, I want to go up there, okay?"

Yangmei, who was lingering in the attic, saw that Zhao Yueru had finished her cultivation and stood up, and hurried over to salute.

"Well, I'll take you up."

Zhao Yueru looked down and waved her sword to lift a ball of light, covering the bayberry.

The two of them quickly floated up with one sword.

Zhao Yueru glanced at Yangmei with a calm expression, "Yangmei, how have you practiced today?"

Yang Mei smiled, "It's great, Elder Yue, I feel that she will soon reach the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm. There is really too much spiritual energy here, and she will practice very quickly."

"You have good qualifications, don't miss the opportunity and hurry up."

Zhao Yue was a little surprised. She had an impression of Yangmei before. Elder Jin picked up a child from the foot of the mountain, but his qualifications were not outstanding, and he didn't have much meridian opening. He only had one or two levels of Qi Refining Realm for a few years. Unexpectedly, when he saw it again, his qualifications had become very good.

Yang Mei gently pointed her head and said nothing.

"The qualifications are very good, and that's all given to me by my senior brother. Without my senior brother, there would be no me now. But, brother, where are you? I miss you so much."

A turmoil arose in her calm heart.

The two of them floated to the surface, and Zhao Yueru carefully instructed, "Yangmei, don't run away. I'll go down to practice and come to pick you up later."

"I know, Elder Moon."

The bayberry had a well-behaved head and walked towards the mountain beside the lake.

Zhao Yueru looked at her a few times, shook her head slightly, and soon got into the water again, thinking to herself, "This child always has many worries, and it's hard for her."

Yangmei walked up the mountain, sat down quietly, looked at the moon that did not exist in the distance, and fell into her own thoughts.

The breeze blows by and the hair is floating, and there is a lot of perseverance on her beautiful face.

"Senior brother...I'll wait for you to come back."

...

An unknown plain.

It is the season when harvesting Spirit Valley, and there are golden pieces everywhere.

A man who was like an iron tower was working in the spiritual field with his butt sticking out, and he looked up from time to time to wipe the sweat on his face.

"Brother, are you still working on it?"

An old man with a cane walked slowly to the side of the man.

The big man Zhu Dashan looked up and looked at him, "The father-in-law is here again. If you don't have any legs and feet, just sit there. I, Zhu Dashan, will help you collect this field."

The old man looked at Zhu Dashan, "Haha, man, this is a few thousand acres of spiritual fields. You have been working for more than ten days without rest. What are you trying to do?"

"What's the picture?"

Zhu Dashan's eyes were a little confused, "What's the good picture? You can't stand firmly even if you stand, and no one will help you. Is this large area of ​​Ling Valley abandoned? How can we cultivators ignore this kind of thing? I'm going to do this when I go out to practice, and I want to be chivalrous and righteous."

"I haven't heard this word for being a hero for hundreds of years."

The old man shook his head and sighed, a light flashed in his turbid eyes, "The cultivators are all for themselves, so how can there be any chivalrous?"

"I don't know anyone else, I just want to do it according to my own ideas."

Zhu Dashan lowered his head again, "Brother-in-law, go and rest. I will work harder and I will finish it in two more days."

The old man slowly retreated.

"A guy like this is interesting. You can teach him something..."

...

A yard.

The female cultivator scolded the child in front of her, "You are lazy again today, and I will punish you for two more hours of practice."

The child was about nine or ten years old, sitting on the ground, making aggrieved defense, "I'm not lazy, I really can't practice anymore, aunt."

The female cultivator frowned and continued to scold, "No one can't practice, you must continue to practice!"

"But... I can't even walk."

The child stood up and fell to the ground after just two steps.

A trace of coldness appeared on the female cultivator's face, "Three meals of spiritual food every day, and the pills are not stopped, how can you not walk? Stand up and continue!"

The child stood there in a daze, and almost cried with his mouth flattened.

An old man seemed to be unable to see it, "Yue'er, just let him rest for a while. He has been practicing for a day, and he has been refining his body and qi, so I'm afraid he can't stand it."

Yan Yue sighed, squatted down and helped the child up, and said softly, "Yunlin, others are also refining their bodies and qi. There are not such good conditions yet, and they can persevere. Why can't you do it? Believe in yourself, you must not be bad for others. If you don't come forward and don't become a powerful cultivator, how can I feel at ease to hand over the Yan family to you?"

The child Yan Yunlin wiped his face and said curiously, "Aunt, why did you hand over the Yan family to me? I have just started to cultivate immortality. Also, aunt, do you want the Yan family anymore? Where are you going?"

Yan Yue stood up slowly, a trace of determination appeared on her face, "Auntie has something to do, it's very important."

The old man next to him sighed and said, "Yue'er, you have suffered so much for the years. Now that the family has finally released a cultivator, you should consider yourself more in the future. Go wherever you want. My father will not force you anymore."

"Father, I won't leave until Yunlin grows up."

Yan Yue shook her head and looked at Yan Yunlin and said, "Yunlin, you should become a true cultivator sooner, okay?"

"I understand, aunt!"

Yan Yunlin climbed up hard, with the same firmness on his face, "Aunt, let's continue practicing!"

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Chapter completed!